| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | I. Summer | | By Edward Hovell-Thurlow, Lord Thurlow (1781–1829) |
| | | THE SUMMER, the divinest Summer burns; | |
| The skies are bright with azure and with gold; | |
| The mavis and the nightingale, by turns, | |
| Amid the woods a soft enchantment hold; | |
| The flowering woods, with glory and delight, | 5 |
| Their tender leaves unto the air have spread; | |
| The wanton air, amid their valleys bright, | |
| Doth softly fly, and a light fragrance shed; | |
| The nymphs within the silver fountains play, | |
| And angels on the golden banks recline | 10 |
| Wherein great Flora, in her bright array, | |
| Hath sprinkled her ambrosial sweets divine: | |
| Or, else, I gaze upon that beauteous face, | |
| O Amoret! and think these sweets have place. | | | | |
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